I grew up in a small village 30 minutes outside the town I´m living in right now. Between the ages 6 and 15 I was more or less bullied, mostly in school. I had friends, but a group of boys really “hated” me and did everything to remind me of it. No adult saw what was going on and tried to help me. I was scared almost every day for those 9 years. Yesterday, reading one of Sarnos books, the thought of making a visit to that village came up. Visit the schoolyard, and maybe even the house I grew up in. Just the thought of it made me cry and I felt extremely scared!! I haven´t been back more than once since my parent sold the house when I was around 20, and that time I went with my parents to pick berries. The whole drive on that well known road made me cry, but I hid it, as we had children in the car. It was horrible. All my adult life I´ve had dreams about my childhood places, especially our house, dreams that always made me sad, even though the dreams weren´t sad themselves. I´ve had therapy and talked about the bullying, but obviously never fully gotten over it. I feel it´s time to make a visit, just because I fear it so much – confronting fears is crucial, right? Does anyone else have any experience in confronting the past? What did it feel like? Feelings afterwards?